Old Mother Hubbard

The lyrics originally published in 1805 have remained largely unchanged.
This is an old nursery rhyme which I thought were funny
to read and love to share with you girls..
so here it is..
OLD MOTHER HUBBARD.



Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard,
To give the poor dog a bone
When she came there,
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.



She went to the baker's
To buy him some bread;
When she came back
The dog was dead!



She went to the undertaker's
To buy him a coffin;
When she came back
The dog was laughing.



She took a clean dish
To get him some tripe;
When she came back
He was smoking his pipe.



She went to the alehouse
To get him some beer;
When she came back
The dog sat in a chair.



She went to the tavern
For white wine and red;
When she came back
The dog stood on his head.



She went to the fruiterer's
To buy him some fruit;
When she came back
He was playing the flute.



She went to the tailor's
To buy him a coat;
When she came back
He was riding a goat.



She went to the hatter's
To buy him a hat;
When she came back
He was feeding her cat.



She went to the barber's
To buy him a wig
When she came back
He was dancing a jig.



She went to the cobbler's
To buy him some shoes;
When she came back
He was reading the news.



She went to the sempstress
To buy him some linen;
When she came back
The dog was spinning.



She went to the hosier's
To buy him some hose;
When she came back
He was dressed in his clothes.



The Dame made a curtsy,
The dog made a bow;
The Dame said, Your servant;
The dog said, Bow-wow.



This wonderful dog
Was Dame Hubbard's delight,
He could read, he could dance,
He could sing, he could write;
She gave him rich dainties
Whenever he fed,
And erected this monument
When he was dead.

8 comments:

Gee said...

Salam Fitty.

Y u have so many pretty, sweet and cute stuff? Love them all. Wish I could own that kind of pattern and design.

fitty's pinky rose cottage said...

alah Kak Gee.. my collection biasa2 je.. nothing spectacular! kak pun bleh collect.. hehehehe.. tak susah.. hehehehe

Barbara said...

Fitty, I have never heard the additional verses to Old Mother Hubbard. Great poem. Sorry I have been absent for a while, things are piling up on me.

Come visit soon.
Barbara

Catharina Maria said...

You have a lot of pinks , beautiful !
Thanks for visiting my blog .
XOX RINI

Sue said...

Hello Fitty,
What a darling name! Thank you for visiting my little spot in the world of blogland. Please pardon the glazed look in my eyes right now as I was mezmerized by all your beautiful dishes. I peeked around and was in awe of your collections. You lucky, lucky girl, you. So sorry to hear you weren't feeling well.

Enjoyed the Mother Hubbard verses. I don't believe I've ever read the entire poem.

Blessings to you,
Sue

Shirl said...

Hi Fitty, I love your post today, you have the prettiest china with roses. Everything is displayed so pretty. I also love those old floral tins.
Bless you, Shirl
Shirls Rose Cottage

Carla said...

What a fun poem!! Love your china:) SO pretty:)

Melony at Whimsy Daisy! said...

Hello and a very Belated Happy Pink Saturday to you! Hope you have had a lovely week, and your cupboards have been full and overflowing! Thank you for sharing all your pretties.

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